Briana Hernandez Novels & Stories

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

Just when she was about to head back to the city, she heard a creaking noise from the bush. “it could be them” she thought Selina followed the voice and it led her to an injured deer which was trapped in thorns. “Oh poor thing” she said She went further to release the deer and let it go. “It’s getting dark, I should go back to the city” she thought “Please help me with water” Selina was startled. That was a feminine voice and she turned to see a woman with a baby. A beautiful baby. “I have waited for your arrival, thank the gods” Selina said smiling.

After I was done, I made my way back to the suite to get ready. As I was walking I found a little girl walking around the castle and it seemed that she was lost since it was not usual for kids to roam the castle. "Hello there, who are you?" I knelt to her level. "I'm Briana," she answered me in her small voice. She was definitely a human, I could smell her blood. It was rare to find a vampire by birth, that was the reason behind the creation of the choosing ceremony. It was not something easy to impregnate a female vampire.

"Her name is Virginia Rae Elliot! NOT Ginny!" "What's her name?!" The stranger asked, surprised. Luna was temporarily speechless, then the familiarity of him became clear. "Well this day just keeps getting better and better!" Luna said sarcastically. "What are you talking about?" The stranger said. I felt Braxton come up behind me. He placed his arm around me and I immediately started to calm down. "Get your hands off of her!" The stranger yelled, angry. "Release what is MINE!" Neil growled.

comes the familiar voice of Briana, one of the production assistants. I leap up off the couch and go over to the door. Briana is there with a large paper bag in one hand and a tray of coffees in the other. "Come on in," I tell her with a smile, moving aside so she can enter. Briana steps past me, masterfully juggling the food and drinks without even wobbling on her electric purple heels. Her shoes match the single purple streak across the bangs of her retro platinum bob. She's got a Forties-style cat eye going on today, and her lipstick is a deep berry red. How she manages to look so cute and put-together at this hour is beyond me. She's fresh out of film school, and her enthusiasm is insane

Jack asked worriedly. "No, he didn't. I'm perfectly fine, please stop worrying about me, brother," Briana replied, reassuring him that she's fine. Deep inside, she was dying to be encircled in his loving embrace and feel safe again. But right now, she was still in the company of these strangers. One is the messenger from heaven, and the other is her tormentor. She can't wait to arrive at the Santa Barbara Police Station surrounded by cops, that's the only time she can finally feel safe and secure, far away from harm.

The silence stretched. "Who is she?" Brianna asked finally. My heart stopped. "What?" "Don't. I'm not stupid. You don't disappear to Miami for no reason. You don't blow up your campaign over something trivial. So who is she?" I could lie. Could make something up. Could protect her from the truth and myself from the fallout. But I was so tired of lies. "Her name is Serena. She used to work at Knight Enterprises. And she's pregnant." The silence this time was different. Heavier.

“He’s just pissed I didn’t run the segment by him.” “Because it’s a terrible idea.” Sarah shoved the phone back. “You’re giving Lila Cruz a primetime slot to grill you. This isn’t advocacy—it’s self-immolation.” “And you’re paid to manage the flames.” Brianna flashed a camera-ready smile as the countdown began. Lila leaned forward, all predatory warmth. “Brianna Wilson—survivor, advocate, and the woman who took down the National Informer. Welcome to Truth Hour.” “Thanks, Lila. Though I’d argue the Informer’s still standing. Just... limping.”

“It says I love you, and the author is N. H. Now, who among your acquaintances, friends, and family members has the initial N.H.? The assistant turned her head in my direction. I purposely stayed behind to see how Briana would react to what I did. It was tacky, but I wanted to make her a grand gesture that was unique – something she would appreciate. I just didn’t count on unleashing her dragon-self. Briana turned angry eyes on me. Her nostrils flaring. “Take this out!” She bit out. “But there are so many of them?” Martina complained. She looked shocked when she realized Briana was giving her the toughest job to date.

She was like an aurora. The aura and the vibe she exhibited would leave many people wanting to know her. Joslyn Zhang, a super model, an A-lister in the entertainment industry came to stand in front of Brianna. Brianna already pissed off for the day slowly raised her head as she didn't bother to mind about eye contact she stared at the flower behind the person standing in front of her like she didn't even exist. " So you're gonna act like that now huh" Josyln started the conversation.